Hunters

James

Charlotte’s signals vanish from the screen and my gut twists. For brief endless seconds, the three of us; myself, Richard and Michael, sit silently. I stare at my screen, trying to will the signal back into existence.

Jade….

What have you done?

Richard won’t meet my eye….

It’s his wife she’s trying to rescue….

Recovering from my paralysis, I stand. “Time to go. We’ve done as much as we can from here.”

Michael rises with me. “Yes. Which car?”

“Yours. It’s more rugged than mine. We may need to go cross-country, or on poor trails.”

“Okay. I’ll drive. You handle the computers and concentrate on finding the signal again. You’re better at the tech stuff than me.”

“Fair enough… Francis…” I yell out for Richard’s PA, briefly glancing at Richard himself who simply waves his hands with a Get on with it… gesture.

have been waiting outside the door, which opens almost as the words spill from my mouth. “Yes,

happen, what equipment to take, “We need connectivity while we’re on the

words down. “Here’s the spec,” I say, thrusting the sheet at her. “I want you to get all different types and networks. If one network doesn’t

her mobile as I speak and

GPS need an internet

the mapping apps it works with, do. There’s no

whoever else is to hand, to get whatever James needs. Tell them I want them back here, with the equipment, within twenty minutes.” He pulls at his chin with thumb and forefinger. “Do you think we want the police

Do we?

He has a point…

have them available,” he says, “But if the area is suddenly flooded with police vehicles, someone’s going to start asking how they know to look there. If Charlotte still

with Will and ask him to keep

meet my eye, or

Guilt?

*****

Richard

staying live on my

the two barely exchange a word. Nonetheless, they clearly understand each other very well, operating as a smooth team, with James giving only the barest of

appears behind us, headlights flashing us to pull over. Michael curses under his breath, but shows no signs of stopping or even slowing, simply glancing back into the mirror, catching my

your patrol cars behind

the line there is a brief expletive, then, “Sorry, Richard. I should have thought of that. I’ll call it

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